This was my only interaction with him even though I probably saw him everyday either in the hallway, in the dining hall or in the commons. But I will always remember how he looked: a toothpick with jeans that were just a little too short on the ankles.
He was the smart kid. When we say that, it actually means a lot more since "everyone at Academy is smart."
Looking at pictures of him recently, I can see that Austin was growing up to become a respectable, intelligent young man. Though I will always remember him by the style of jeans he wore, giving me a high five after successfully assembling some cardboard scraps we three called a pinball machine.